Leng Yumo held Leng Ruolin's hand tightly and looked at Leng Zhixuan: "Uncle, my mother, I'll trouble you."

Leng Zhixuan shook his head gently and looked at Leng Ruolin beside him, with a gentle and doting expression.

Leng Yumo smiled and raised her eyebrows slightly, "No matter whether we meet again in the future on the Floating Island or the Immortal Cultivation Continent, I hope that when I see my mother again, there will be someone by her side. Uncle, you have to work hard!"

Leng Zhixuan was stunned and stared at the face of the woman in front of him that looked similar to Leng Ruolin but more free and easy than Leng Ruolin...

Leng Yumo reached out to gently smooth out Leng Ruolin's hair and said softly: "When she wakes up, please tell her... her daughter respects all her decisions. I just hope that she will have no pain or resentment in her next life, only happiness and satisfaction."

Leng Zhixuan's eyes were slightly wet, and after a while, he said hoarsely: "Thank you, Yu Mo. I have a premonition..."

His eyes swept across the Xiaoyao Sect members behind Leng Yumo and said slowly: "The glory of the Leng family in Yunling is very brilliant, but I have a premonition that the future you Xiaoyao Sect and Leng Yumo will create will be hundreds and thousands of times more brilliant than the Leng family in Yunling."

"I... look forward to the day I meet you again."

...

Leng Yaoshan, Leng Zhixuan and Leng Ruolin disappeared behind the Light Gate.

The snow-colored jungle has returned to peace again.

But as long as someone attempts to enter, the barriers of the formation will pop up heavily.

Luoyu tried several times and found that he could not enter, so he returned boredly.

He was about to comfort Leng Yumo, but he found that Mu Yan had been frowning tightly, with a strange expression.

"Sister Six, what's wrong with you? Is there any problem?"

Hearing the sound of Luoyu, Mu Yan suddenly came to his senses.

She frowned slightly and said softly: "I seem to have seen the runes on the Mule Pavilion token somewhere, but I can't remember them for a moment."

"Hmm?" Leng Yiwei asked in confusion, "Have Miss Jun seen [Le Ge Ling]? Mu Le Pavilion's [Le Ge Ling] is extremely precious in the entire Cultivation Continent and no one can see it easily."

Mu Yan shook his head: "No, I haven't seen Le Geling, but I... seem to have seen the runes on it. Strange, where did I see them, why can't I remember?"

Leng Yiwei smiled disconcertedly and said, "The runes on the Lege Ling are evolved from the emblem of Mule Pavilion. What you see is probably the emblem of Mule Pavilion, right?"

As he said that, he then broke a branch and drew a few on the ground. A pattern that was somewhat similar to the runes on the [Lege Ling], but was simplified, appeared in front of everyone.

The moment he saw this pattern, Mu Yan suddenly widened his eyes and couldn't help but scream: "I remember it!"

Mu Yan has always been a calm and lazy person.

The people from Xiaoyao Sect have never seen her look so out of control.

"Little Junior Sister, what's wrong? What did you remember?"

"Is there anything wrong with the Mule Pavilion's emblem?"

Mu Yan did not answer everyone's questions, but his spiritual sense quickly sank into the space and said anxiously: "Qihuang, hurry up, find a cradle for me."

"Swabbing clothes?" Qihuang dusted the grass clippings on his clothes, "What swaddling clothes? Xiaobao's? Why don't I remember what swaddling clothes you, an unfeminine woman, used for your son?"

Mu Yan took a deep breath, "It's my swaddling baby."

Qihuang was stunned and turned to look at her.

Mu Yan said in a silence: "I finally remembered where I have seen the runes on Mule Pavilion, they are the embroidery on my swaddle clothes."
Chapter completed!